Romans & histoires My Ex Wife Remarried Me

“I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this: DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.” Her trembling fingers almost dropped the phone. Her world tilted for a second, and she almost forgot how to breathe. No. No, this couldn’t be happening.

“I have tried my best to keep the news of my ex-wife's unscrupulous activities before and during our marriage because I loved her. However, just recently, we found out that not only was she cheating on me, but she also could not bear a child after an abortion she had from one of her numerous men. “It pains me to announce our divorce in this manner, especially since she ran off from our home and we have yet to find her. I want to formally announce that my ex-wife, June Rivera, has been divorced and that this case has been settled quietly. “Also, because I love my in-laws so much, and I know what pain they have been made to go through because of my ex-wife, I have decided to remarry into their

Grandpa Pascal asked, his voice steady but curious. Alexander leaned back in his chair, his eyes reflecting the fading sunlight. “I want to start fresh with her, Grandpa. Redo everything.” He let out a soft chuckle, though it didn’t hide the hint of regret in his tone. “We could have another wedding, make new memories, and even renew our marriage certificates. You know, I never signed the divorce papers. I was just… stupid back then. I lost her because of my own mistakes.” Grandpa Pascal nodded thoughtfully, his wrinkled hands resting on his cane. “I’m glad you’re finally getting another chance. You two deserve it. What happened before—it could’ve been avoided, sure, but maybe it happened to

"You've barely eaten anything since the divorce. All you do is cry all day. You're getting pale and sickly and I don't like that. Come on, girl. You need to drop this pathetic behavior, it doesn't suit you. I'm done consoling you, I think it's high time you face it!" Despite her advice, I was still reluctant. But that reluctance was short-lived when the news on TV caught our attention. I instantly darted my eyes toward the television upon hearing the name of my ex-husband. Reality washed over me as I took in the news broadcast by the newscaster on TV. I don't think I had ever been heartbroken before like I was at that point, when he mentioned the name of my ex-husband, alongside his mistress

Maybe, just maybe, she and Harvey could get back together. But why on earth would she get back together with him? What could possibly be restored from a shattered mirror? There was no use crying over spilled milk. Childhood trauma lingered for a lifetime—let alone emotional wounds from marriage, where one adult drove the blade straight into the softest part of another's heart. If Harvey insisted on showing up to stir the pot, then let him see for himself just how much brighter his ex-wife's life became after leaving him. Elara and Theodore stepped onto the stage for the signing ceremony and sat behind a long table draped in red cloth. Before the gathered guests and flashing media cameras, sh

While I stepped inside the house, I had just gotten married three months ago, after being dumped by my ex, who said she was no longer interested in me. So now, I'm still adjusting to life with my wife because I find it hard to stop thinking about my ex even after what she has done to me. Although the wife I just married has a daughter named Serena, I'm still okay with it. The house was quiet, with only the soft hum of the working air conditioning. I took off my tie while I headed to my bedroom to quickly go and take a shower and have something to eat since I'm hungry. I quickly grabbed my laptop and headed upstairs. I took the stairs two at a time.

He tensed, about to step away, but she spoke firmly, “I know about your wife. Your ex-wife.” Nathan froze, frowning. “She works with me,” Marie added, her tone unwavering.

I tried the wife thing, and it didn't work. But I got my amazing daughter out of that marriage, so it was worth the pain. The minute her mother left, things got better. I had to pay a huge amount of money to keep my daughter close, but now my ex-wife was off with husband number five, and I was happy to be free. Since then, I decided marriage wasn’t for me. My daughter was fine with me raising her, with Watt’s help. I could cook and clean. And for sex? I could easily get that without a wedding ring.

"Your wife's expecting, and here you are, shacking up with your ex. Got a game plan for explaining that to everyone?" Henry's face twisted with discomfort, his hand hovering in the air, reaching for me, but no more pleas left his lips. I gave him an icy look, hefted my suitcase, and did not look back as I walked away. That home, once ours, reeked of another woman. I was done with it all. I was done with Henry too. Something clicked for Henry, and he called out after me. "Don't forget, we're getting remarried on the first of next month. Be at the County Clerk's Office!"